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among them.

Many people have memories of cultivation techniques.

although.

These techniques were useful to Su Lin.

Not much use.

But for ordinary people, it is an absolutely incredible adventure.

soon.

He then found a cultivation method for Xiaoming.

[Basic Mental Power Cultivation Techniques]

[Basic Magic Training]

this is.

Found in Loki's memories.

Basic knowledge of magic.

Through memorization, these two cultivation methods were recorded into Xiaoming's mind.

As for how far Xiaoming can cultivate...

That depends on his talent and hard work.

"What an amazing cultivation method!"

Feeling the memories in my mind.

Xiao Ming was extremely excited.

"Make me something nice to eat at noon."

Su Lin said calmly.

"Yes, master!"

Time passes slowly.

Soon it was afternoon.

As Su Lin instructed, Xiao Ming took Su Lin to a gathering with his friends.

It took twenty minutes.

The two arrived at the party location.

Abby's house.

at this time.

Xiaoming's four friends have all arrived.

One of the pretty girls was Xiaoming's girlfriend.

They were somewhat surprised when they saw that Xiaoming had brought another person with him.

"Xiaoming, is this your friend?"

"Aren't you going to introduce it to us?"

Hear the words.

Xiao Ming glanced at Su Lin.

Then he continued.

"This is my master."

master?

The group was quite surprised.

They had never heard of Xiaoming having a master.

Even Xiaoming's beautiful girlfriend, Awen, was the same.

The questioning looks on everyone's faces.

Xiao Ming naturally saw it all.

he said quickly.

“My master is usually quite low-key, so I’ve never told you about him.”

Everyone nodded.

Seeing that Xiaoming and Sulin seemed unwilling to say more.

They didn't ask any further questions.

"All guests are welcome. Will your master also play the spirit communication game with us?"

Abby walked up and chuckled.

Su Lin didn't say anything.

Xiao Ming nodded in agreement.

before coming.

Su Lin had already told him this.

After discussing and agreeing on the plan, everyone began preparing the materials and setting up the spirit communication ritual.

As the organizer, Abby brought out a bottle of oil with a slightly foul smell, a candlestick, and a jar of water to the group.

then.

Abby opened the bottle of oil in front of everyone.

Suddenly.

A pungent stench emanated from the air.

"Ugh, it smells awful. What kind of oil is this, Abby?"

"How long has this oil been stored? Is it still usable?"

"No, no! It stinks so bad I can't breathe."

Everyone started to complain.

Even Xiaoming, who is usually good-tempered, couldn't help but frown and complain.

Abby saw this.

He chuckled, quite pleased with himself.

"This is corpse oil, it's very hard to get."

Done.

He looked at Su Lin and was somewhat surprised to see that the other party was calm.

Corpse oil?

Everyone looked at Abi with surprise.

"Holy crap, where did you get this thing?"

Aren't you afraid something might come looking for you?

"Abby, you didn't get this corpse oil just to light candles, did you?"

No one expected this.

In a seemingly ordinary psychic game, Abby somehow managed to obtain corpse oil.

I felt a little flustered.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"I was worried she wouldn't come!"

Abby didn't care about the way.

"Come on, let's get started."

Done.

He first poured the corpse oil into the candle.

Light the candle.

Then, he took a small knife from the drawer of the table and, in front of everyone, made a small cut on his finger.

then.

He placed his fingers on the top of the water tank.